Mountain View to Sant Cruz - 38 Miles.
Going through Santa Cruz lately puts a knot in my stomach. Sarah and I got engaged there and spent a lot of time in that town. One of our hangouts was the crows nest. Yes, it's a cheesy beach restaurant. They serve mediocre food. The decor is tacky. But they have a patio that over looks the yacht harbor, and you can sit there and swill drinks with umbrellas and pineapple in them while you watch the boats go in and out.
We used to take off work early on Wednesdays in the summer and watch the boat races. Good times.
I started my southerly drive with the intent of making some good progress (I have lots of folks to visit in LA and San Diego). But I found myself at the Crow's Nest - taking my usual table at the window overlooking the water. And the waitress (who knows me) kept bringing the drinks. I wasn't drunk, but I had more to drink than was good for driving. So I made my way to a motel up the street.
I'll get further tomorrow.
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